Shawn L. Bird

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poem- crowded May 14, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 4:20 pm
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It’s crowded

in my head

No room for tunes

or truth festooned

across your bed

It’s crowded.

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9 Responses to “poem- crowded”

  1. jensenempire2551 Says:

    Mrs. Bird, did you just do some spring cleaning?

    My guess after this house cleaning you have more room?

  2. Don’tcha just hate it when someone comes in and dusts and doesn’t put stuff back where it was?

  3. This is me, almost every night.


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